Maybe Someday (Maybe, #1)

by Colleen Hoover

He pulls my back against his chest and wraps his arms around me. My eyes betray me when the sound of the guitar stops abruptly, and I glance across the courtyard once more.

He’s good to me, and I know he loves me. I just don’t understand why every time I think about a future with him, it’s not an exciting thought.

Ridge: And therein lies the problem, Sydney. You should be able to screw whoever you want to screw, and I shouldn’t give a shit.

I know he’s directing his comment to me. “He will never leave her, Sydney.”

I practically have to pry myself away from her every night, and then I maul my girlfriend right in front of her—and she’s reassuring me?

It was awkward for me every time Maggie would kiss me or sit on my lap or trail her fingers seductively up my chest. Which, come to think of it, was a bit odd. She’s never really all that touchy-feely when we’re hanging out, so she’s either feeling a tad bit territorial, or she and Sydney have already been hitting the Pine-Sol.

so if he’s here for me, he can turn right around and leave. There’s no way anything could work between us when I know he’s still heartbroken over someone else. I deserve more than what he can give me right now. I’ve been through too much this year to let someone screw with my heart like this.

I don’t need to read an answer from him. I don’t even need to hear it. I can feel it in every part of him.

Ridge: That’s not a fair question. Me: Yeah, well, you didn’t really put me in a fair situation by showing up here tonight.

Me: I want you to leave. I can’t be around you anymore. It terrifies me that you’re wishing I were her.

Me: I need you to leave. Please. And if you really care about me, you won’t come back.

I can hear a small difference in the way he speaks now. I’ve never heard him say so much at once out loud. He also seems to enunciate a little more clearly than the few times he’s spoken to me in the past, like the subject in the photograph is slightly more in focus. It’s obvious he’s been working on it, and knowing he’s continued to talk out loud makes my eyes tear up without even having heard a song yet.